His Destiny Wed (+2)

In the song of the antelope,
the Prince heard his Queen

Now locked in a convent,
her beauty unseen

The tower still distant,
its ramparts on guard

Just one point of entry,
a hero's reward

The mist in the valley,
her prison unseen

Through clouds in the distance,
her pleadings, her screams

The miles before him,
twin antlers ahead

His future unfolding
—his destiny wed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)

No Longer Asking

There’s a clarity that comes with age,

confusion on the run

The light much brighter deep inside,

no writing on the come

My youth endeavors, drifting lines,

those hedges where I’d hide

Have all been trimmed or taken down,

left nothing to deny

There’s a clarity that comes with age,

lens sharpened, filters off

Regrets left bleeding where they fell,

to die amongst the frost

When morning comes my eyes are clear,

the past a long goodbye

My vision focused on my dreams

—no longer asking why

(Bryn Mawr College: April, 2020)

Your Captive Voice

Lusting after a song unsung,

I hunted through your fear

And trapped the demon that kept you mute,

blood dripping from my spear

Desirous of your captive voice,

I hung its head up high

And waited for you to sing at last

—no longer love denied

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)